Chamillionaire

[fox69]

"Murder They Wrote"
(feat. Killa Kyleon, Lil' Ray)

"Murder They Wrote"
(feat. Killa Kyleon, Lil' Ray)



[Killa Kyleon]
Yeah
That's right
Hey
Run It

Fly boy eighty fo's for my landing gear
Runway lights on my neck wrist hand and ear
I look like a chandelier you can point the camera here
Alert TMZ, because the man is here
Hey, I'm so photogenic, gratzi paparazzi
I'm looking like money you try'na get it watch me
Just got my pilots license and a fly ride
Only difference is I don't drive I skydive
Haters try'na pull my parachute but I'm in the wind
I'm in sumthin' jet blue, no top, butter skin
I'm hotter than a furnace and I just left ??
Y'all talking wood wheel but a nigga really turnin (hey)
First class killa, y'all niggas coach
Y'all get slices, I get loafs
Mile high club, elite access
I'm a G-four jet y'all niggas Southwest (YEAH!)
Let's talk money cause I'm bout that
Man Killa you broke, yeah I so doubt that
I know you haters would like to see a nigga off note
But I am not a singer if that's what'cha hope
I'm three times crazy like the boy out the oak
Man I'm the shit, (I'm the shit) y'all shit don't float (hey)
Bitch ass niggas keep dropping that stoap
While I walk in this booth and keep dropping that dope
I'm gettin green like Scope, bitches gargle my dick
And I a in't even gotta ask cause they swallow don't spit
Y'all sorta like my hoes y'all niggas don't spit
I hear you niggas records you ain't talking bout shit (YEAH!)

[Lil Ray]
Psycho-path whip, suicide on the damn doors
Gucci backpack I ain't never rock Jansport
Green paper stacks from the ceiling to the damn floor
Dollar signs money M.O.E. is what I stand for
Slab cars out for the hell of it when get boy
Black Chevy, black Dodge, black Lac, black Porsche
Black seats, black floors, black skin, black Porsche
Freak bitches tell me is my pants is a black horse
Vote for Barack, shit we all made a black choice
Neck already platinum what the fuck I need it plaque for?
Black diamonds in the wrist, well time to add more
Black hoes, black whores, white bricks, black source
Black Jordans, ice grill, rose gold, yella boy
Drankin' on that medication syruped out skelator
Legendary with the blue pill call me Eddie George
Run it like a running-back, projects door-to-door
We say forty-fo' y'all say forty-four
Dirty south, different slang, different kane, better drugs
Bigger bucks, sniffin' mugs, what up blood, what up cuz
Y'all make it rain and drizzle, we make it rain and flood
Boys say they hustlin' but lying like welcome rugs
Duece fo's on each car I ride in like Kobe, brah
Underneath my seat is high heat stay packing slugs
Just in case they try to jack it like Lettermans
I'm so sick I need more than Exced'rins
Asthma attack tracks like Kanye, no hesitance
Y'all niggas jock Lil Ray swag it's irrelevant
Get so much brain I am filled with intelligence
Ed Hardy* jean pockets deep full of gelaton
Name ten rappers I ain't better than
Y'all niggas suck that's evident, paid like Federline
And "fuck Lil Ray " no thanks I'm celibate
Prada kicks on my car ??
In the streets so much my popularity is like the president
They don't wanna see a nigga levitate, cause they hoes
Playa haters with disease call jealousy
Never Misdemeanor, I'm felony
Cut Beyonce and made her sing in that falsetta melody
Boss Hogg run the streets heavily
Young nigga stay with old money I got gwap from the seventies
Pull up in that drop on them Elliots
I call the rims Missy Elliots because the lips on 'em are very thick
Candy red paint looking cherry-ish
Styrofoam cup full of purple, no alcoholic beverages

It's Lil Ray Ya Bitch!

 

[fox69]

"My Dream"
(feat. Akon)

"My Dream"
(feat. Akon)



[Intro - Akon (Chamillionaire)]
See I remember I was just loner
(I was just a loner, I was just a loner)
(But I told them haters) "Look at me!"
(I dream, you Dream, We all Dream big dreams)
(I dream, you Dream, We all Dream big dreams)
I'm on top permanently but I stay in the streets (Harmony baby)
And I won't stop bringin that heat
It's my dream (I said it's my dream)
I said it's my dream... ooh

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Big as Barack Obama soon as he hit that podium
Always speakin that real these rappers is Nickelodeons
Say he ain't got the streets look at them killers voting him
Periodically charting music be mixed with sodium (chemistry)
See they hate him and they love him like he Kobe
And he just be getting money while haters be out there promoting him
Pick a Mixtape Messiah then open it and you'll notice him
Cuz he be talkin trash like he want to be a custodian
The God of mixtapes make sure that your kids blessed
You think that I sweat money the way that the kid dress
Show them I get checks just look at the wrist (Yes!)
My jewels the color of urine just give me a piss test
I'm so unsanitary my heater is in a corner
Diamonds always exposed I roll with that Arizona
Heater be hibernating come wake it up if you wanna
Doctor resuscitating to wake you up from a coma (Clear!)
Same channel no it sure can't be I'm so HD and you just so ain't me
Album coming soon just like o-k-c money music to my ears DO-RE-MI (Haha)
Ridin with no rims I call it t-shirt with no panties on
Threw some rims on it now it got some chrome pajamas on
Pull up to the club no we ain't gonna make it belly storm
It's going to be a 100 percent chance of rain on every arm
Killin the mic you ain't half as dope
I'm the coldest underground need a casket coat
I'm bout to snatch the whole game from you bastards
So I'll probably write my next verse on a ransom note goodbye

[Chorus - Akon (Chamillionaire)]
Yall remember I was just a loner hanging on the corner (Corner)
Now take look at me (Look at me)
Big bossin steady stackin chips never thought that I would see this shit
Now I'm on top permanently but I stay in the streets
And I won't stop bringin that heat
It's my dream (I said it's my dream)
I said it's my dream... ooh

[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Standing up to drama my posture is like a mobster
Frazier to a hater I'll box you like a boxer
Money don't change my thoughts you're an imposter
Thought you passed me but I caught you like I gotcha
Koopa my metaphor is a metaphor
That symbolizes each metaphor like a metal door (Hard!)
And yall need to put up a better score
We making A's and we grading you with the letter four
I mean the letter F-O-U-R
Tryin to say you a G?! I'm like Oh-you-are?
Don't be talkin all them lies like I don't know you boy
Don't be talkin all them lies like I can't show you boy (Yea)
Put your money up and you can really get beat
Like blacks getting pulled over by Philly police
I just made a Hundred thousand to put in my piece
In what seems like a year but it was really a week
Ain't Lil Troy but I wanted to be a "baller"
Money on the line let me holler at the caller
Bow to the man forgiveness from the Father
For waking my eye at one of Reverend Run's daughters
Koopa and they respecting it highly
I came in to the game they did their best to deny me
Hungry CEO success is salami
Success was on the sandwich and it was yellin out "Try me!"
After that Ra-ta-ta-ta murder she wrote
K-Slay and DJ Drama said "I heard that he dope"
Chamillionaire.com done the fanbase is a cult
L-M-A-O your fanbase is a joke (Haha!)
Laugh while I bask stacks of that cash
Every time I wreck so they ask for that crash
See the airbag, the Jag, the lac cash
Try to say that I be preaching well pastor is now mad
I'll make Reverend Run move and that a step to the left
Cuz I'm the best of both me's that's the best and the best
It's the Mixtape God put the rest of them to rest
Press pause for the Gob and confess that your blessed

[Chorus - Akon (Chamillionaire)]
Yall remember I was just a loner hanging on the corner (Corner)
Now take look at me (Look at me)
Big bossin steady stackin chips never thought that I would see this shit
Now I'm on top permanently but I stay in the streets
And I won't stop bringin that heat
It's my dream (I said it's my dream)
I said it's my dream... ooh

 

[fox69]

"My Life"
(feat. Slim Thug, Trae)

"My Life"
(feat. Slim Thug, Trae)



[Chamillionaire]
My life
My life, really feelin hard times

Lookin out my window, holdin my weapon like Malcolm X and
And it seems I'm over-stressin, feelin like hatin is your profession
And I know a couple Texans that got killed for over-reppin
So I never be oversteppin boundaries bounded to my weapon
When they ask me how I'm doin, I just tell 'em "I'm doin super"
I got a date with Destiny, allow me to introduce ya
Her little sister Fate told me I'm gon' be the future
And legacy's everything to a Martin Luther King Koopa
This recession is so pathetic, got me feelin like I'm athletic
And success tryna get away from me and I ain't tryna let it
When they told that Pimp was gone, my reply was "I don't get it"
And I'm still havin trouble believin it happened the way they said it
Had to cut some partners off, swear to y'all it ain't my fault
I've been grown since I was seven and I was born to be a boss
But I know there's a bunch of haters tryna see me take a loss
So I be sleepin with one eye open and put cameras in my vault
I've been thinkin and gettin deep and they tryna tell I been preachin
But I know that they can't see how much of the world that I be reachin
So stop reachin, stop leachin, I'ma fade 'em out like bleach and
In the spots where they can't get out to is the spots I visit frequent
Europe to UK and Germany, travellin currently
Made so much in millions that I could cash out in eternity
Accustomed to hittin customs with that duffle full of currency
When God created hustle, looked at the world and he inserted me... Koopa

[Hook: Chamillionaire X4]
I'm just livin my life, so cold
In the streets so I'm takin it slow

[Trae]
Uh, yeah
I'll tell you my story, I only speak the truth homie

It a terrible situation, throwed on the curb within the hands of time
But since I'm blistery breathing I guess a nigga livin fine
I live a life that's filled with dramatistic people cryin
And since the hood depend on me, they'll never lose a hand of mine (I gotcha)
I'm paralysed when it come to the good times, I'm used to the pain
Feelin like a bum under the bridge, I'm so used to the rain
Anything I do is from the heart so it reflect my name
Forgive me for my sins father, I feel like I'm goin insane
Media criticising me for checking niggas, fuck it, oh well
I just wasn't raised a little pussy disrespected nigga
I'm tryna live on my own by the ways of a gangster
So every time I leave out I pray so I'm prayin for a gangster
It's bad enough the world we livin in all about money
Since we runnin out I choose to believe it ain't nothin funny
I've been stabbed in my back so much I deal with it
I'm tryna kick it with my life before heaven come chill with it

[Hook X4]

[Slim Thug]
Last year was a hard one but life goes on
Thinkin bout my nigga Pimp while I write this song
And the list goes on, all my niggas is gone
I'm tired of hearin bad news, scared to pick up my phone
Got a call, my nigga Eddy died from Acres home
Just seen him at my video shoot, now that shit wrong
Kelvo, Arborea, even my girl ShantZ
I just heard word she got stabbed to death today
Dear Lord, I pray that you take away the pain
From their family and their friends, please help us change
Still warm my niggas sleep dog, stessle and stank
My girl Dee Dee, they got me pourin out my drank
It's fucked up, all my friends is dead or in the pen
Seem like soon as your life begin it's beginning to end
I'm frustrated, but you gotta smile, your time is dated
You never know when showin your love might be related, hah

[Hook X4]

 

[fox69]

"My Toy Soldier"

"My Toy Soldier"


[Intro:]
My toy soldier, call me when it's time to
Call me when it's time to playyy
And just tell me where to go, go, go, go

[Verse 1:]
Said that they was sisters it was keisha and amanda
One's a scorpio the other said she was a cancer
One's a bartender other says she was a dancer
Well I'm the general introduce me as the commander
What you gettin into I said nothing to substancial
We just asking you cause we thought you would give an answer
I'm like maybe baby but I think I need examples
That's what we tryin to do but you won't give us both a chance ta,
One to take the handle, one to get it damper
Got to be official first you know I got to stamp ya
Come sit on my lap and get a present like I'm santa
She in all black and cobbin on the wood just like a panther

[Chorus:]
My toy soldier, call up when it's time to
Call up when it's time to playyy, heeeyy eyy
Just say I'll be on my wayyy

My toy soldier, call up when it's time to
Call up when it's time to playyy, heeeyy eyyy
Just say I'll be on my way

[Verse 2:]
Hold up mayne, she just sit back and watch her friend
Do her job then she switches
Feel like kamasutra she massage with deep kisses
My genie is a bottle she say I get 3 wishes
Well my first is get it wet then clean it up like deep dishes
Knowledge super wet you can call that brainstorming
Always tell me I'm the best I confess it's great scrotum
I ain't paying for no sex ya'll get played like beethoven
Call her up then she collect you call that pay phone and
I'm like what the hel you mean she ain't trippin if I choose her
Gotta lot of bread that's why always keep a toaster
Look at these two stripper poles that I got for ya
You and your girl can dance on em we can call that bi polar
Then she turned and asked me whatchu wiping off the desk for
Cause I'm your professor and tonight I'm bout to test ya
Ice in her mouth and a cup I left on the dresser
Brain freeze she turned me to the nutty professor
Tryin to keep composure sped up like a motor
Her friend behind that line I make em pick just like a voter
Told her take it slower knew that it was over
When she wrapped around it and she squeezed it like a cobra

[Chorus:]
Toy soldier my, my toy soldier
When it goes dowwnn
Toy soldier, it goes go, go, go, go

 

[fox69]

"Naked Man Skit (Roy Wood Jr)"

"Naked Man Skit (Roy Wood Jr)"


[phone rings]
(Hello?) Yeah yeah good mornin (good mornin)
This here is Leo Devlin
I'm callin on the behalf of Sackerson Corporation
We run the corporate complaints for the, Allegasco
down there in Alabama, you're an Allegasco employee correct?
(Right) Yessur, well I'm tryin to call to follow up wit'cha
on the incident that occurred, when you (maaaaaan)
(FUCK, YOU and that motherfucker what told you that!)
What you said?
{"The person you called is no longer on the l..."}
(Uh-huh, whatever) What I'm callin to offer you
(MAN I DON'T GET, ay let me tell you one thang)
(I don't care what'chu wanna)
(Okay, ask me what what'chu wanna know) Thank you! Now
the complaint form I have here says that
we have received reports that you had gotten into
an altercation with a naked customer
whom's gas you was tryin to cut off a couple of months ago
Now well in exchange for savin yo' job
we're willin to offer you (that must been YO' punk ass)
(who gas I was cuttin off and YOU was naked!)
I would never strip (That's what you tryin to do?)
(Ain't you, ain't you one of them uhh, what'cha call 'em?)
(What'cha call them thangs ahh? You a BE-ITCH!)
A what? (A BE-ITCH!) A be-itch? (Yeah)
Ay ay why would you say something like that suh?
(The same reason you would call and ask me)
(some stupid-ass shit like that, sir!) Look, look
All I did was ask you whether or not
you got into a fight with a naked man, now is that true or not?
(And ah, dat musta been you I got into a fight with!)
I wouldn't fight yo' ass naked (You was that BITCH I dealt with)
(with a G-string and a halter top on one!)
I'm tryin to get you, I'm tryin to save yo' job
(Motherfucker you cain't save SHIT for me!)
I'm tryin to save yo' job, and you wanna
That's the problem with black folks (maaaaaaaaan, FUCK YOU)
That's the problem, that's the problem (that's the problem!)
Hold on! (Niggaz like you)
Boy I'll come to Birmingham and whup that ass two times
Scabba, scabba (Bitch you come to Birmingham)
(make me get a CASE for yo' motherfuckin ass!)
You already, well you 'bout to get one now from this naked nigga
who you got into a fight with! Nigga you probably wouldn't be
actin like this if you knew who your real daddy was
Is that the problem? (I'm yo' motherfuckin daddy hell!)
I woulda been your daddy
but I only have to be with your momma on Mondays and Thursdays and
(Man let me tell you one thang, you wastin my motherfuckin minutes)
(I ain't got time to talk to you)
You probably ain't got but fo' minutes left on your daytime minutes
(Where I'm at now probably ain't got but two times yo' bitch ass!)
[hangs up the phone]

 

[fox69]

"Neck Of My Woods"

"Neck Of My Woods"


[talking]
Ha-ha, hop in nigga (Southern Smoke)
Why you looking all scared mayn
Loosen up nigga, ride with me

[Hook - 2x]
I'ma roll you, through my neck of the woods
Through the hood, hustling and living right
Grinding for a grand, pockets getting bigger
Ain't nothing like a Dirty South, H-Town nigga

[Chamillionaire]
Cadillac with the 4's, the paint that's matching the toes
The basketball players baby mamas, and actresses hoes
No you can't be tripping, you got's the master control
Make her park while you exit, from out the passenger do'
You roll with the easy pass, as you pass through the toll
See the police ya ride slow, you don't the faster you go
See the fiends on the corner, itching and after the blow
You incognito, while passing that lil' package of dro
I know I'm not a hustler, also I'm not a customer
I'm also not a snitch, I'm the type you could put ya trust in sir
The trees made that weed, what is you cussing fa'
It's mother nature's fault officer, you should have a grudge with her
Never works, but still you try the excuses
The prints could make you believe, that all of your grinding was useless
So what if you catch a case, still hustle the juices
Fill up his jar with that bar, man this Southern is ruthless
Ooh it's another one of them thangs, what you call that (slab)
Do the math, recline in your seat and fall back
You gotta try to blend in, and get your car facts
Belt buckles swangs and bang, that's how we crawl Lac
I'ma get my car waxed, pulling into this liquor sto'
Get in, get the Black Magic and a sip of O
J ay, one thang before you hit the do'
Burning off on his ass, you don't know nothing bout Texas hoe

 

[fox69]

"Never"
(feat. Killer Mike)

"Never"
(feat. Killer Mike)



[Killer Mike]
I done been to hell and back and never goin back
In other words I sell it soft now, never crack
A judge'll give you time, you'll never see the streets again
And even though you said you'll never snitch on any friend
You ain't never seen the walls of a Fed pen
You ain't never seen the Brotherhood of Aryans
You ain't never seen the Mafia of Mexicans
So how the fuck you say you'll never snitch on any men
You are scared dog, you ain't never seen that
That's why the Mexicans never deal direct with blacks
Niggas always complain they never comin up
When they get banged they can never shut the fuck up
Niggas need to organize but they never will
Niggas kill each other over rims and petty grills
Niggas think small, trappin on a petty street
Niggas need to think big, do a big meet
But you never will, and I've never lied
Why so many niggas follow Rule 35?
That's when niggas cut they time cause they testify
But rappers never tell you that because they live a lie
I have lived things I will not recover from
The taste of cocaine left my own mother numb
The bible says honor father and mother
So if you disrespect her, I'll ride on you motherfucker
Tell 'em Mister Never Scared is on the street again
And I've sworn to God I'll never ever leave again
Sleep is set, the plug is in, it's time to eat again
And I'll feed her, never touch the trap or street again
Responded back my nigga, I'ma murder rap
And our kids'll never ever see the street or trap
These hatin niggas better pray that I become a factor
Or I'ma mass up, murder all faker rappers

Grind Time rap gang
Yeah, hey, bang, bang, bang
Yeah, hey, bang, bang, bang
Hey, yeah, Grind Time rap gang
Grind Time rap gang
Fucker it's bang, bang, bang

 

[fox69]

"Never Come Down Break"

"Never Come Down Break"


Never come, down
It feels good to wake up and be able to do what you wanna do
when you wanna do it, how you wanna do it
I mean that's just me, y'know that's how I like to live
And I feel good be in that position
Y'know I know it's a lot of people out there
that listen to my music, that look at me for guidance
on these major labels, and these this this industry
that we call the rap game, but umm
I cain't tell nobody how to live they life
I just know how to live mine, umm, right now
This is the way +I+ think it should be, y'know?
For those of y'all that don't know I'm off Universal
I finally got away from all the politics
Y'know all the waitin, ten years to put out a album
All the changin songs, all the, tryin to force artists
to make pop music, y'know, that works for a lot of people
but that don't work for me - it STOPPED workin for me
Ya understand what I'm sayin?
I made a lot of money with Universal, I went all across the world
and umm, I got a brand now, and I'm STILL doin that!
I'm still travellin all across the world
and still gettin reach, anywhere I want to
I just feel like this brand, I want to control it
I want the stuff that you hear, to be what I want you to hear
and and my real voice instead of somebody else's voice
If you cain't rock with that then I cain't rock wit'chu
I know most of y'all feel what I'm tryin to say
So to sum it up, there will be no "Venom" album
I will not release none of the music I did with Universal
And y'all should be a thousand percent cool with that
cause I'm a thousand percent cool with that
We startin over from scratch, fresh, new, ideas
That's why I created "Playlist Poison"
I'ma release a whole bunch of records from my website
Chamillionaire dot com, I need everybody to keep on gettin 'em
Keep on downloadin 'em, keep on puttin 'em in your playlist
And what we gon' do is rebrand this thing called Chamillitary
Y'knahmsayin? We gon' get the army right
before I put out this album, called "Playlist Poison"
A full album, a real album
and there will be a video for every song
We already in motion right now
We already done shot videos, we already gettin the music right
I just want to make sure that it's a thousand percent fire
so nobody can deny my talent
So what ch'all can do for me is, think about the future
Think forward right?
Because a lot of y'all fans are always worryin about the past
You always talkin about the old Koopa
You always talkin 'bout the old Paul Wall & Chamillionaire
You always talkin 'bout the old website
You always talk about everything in the past
Let's think towards the future and think of new ideas
and new things we can do to be, creative
and we can do to crush the game, mayne
Cause everybody else is doin the same thang
And for all y'all lames that's gon' stay stuck in the past
Stay stuck in the past then
Put on your hirachis, turn your jeans backwards
and jump like Kris Kross for all I care mayne!
We in the future mayne! I'm tryin to think up new thangs mayne
I'm older now, I'm not seventeen years old no more man
So everybody that's willing to grow with me, let's grow
What I need y'all to do is, go out there and tell everybody
Everybody, we need a movement man
We need over a million e-mail addresses man, y'know?
We only as strong as the network
So let's stay active, we need active e-mail addresses
Active users and active fans
People out there spreadin the word mayne, y'know?
That's what y'all can do for me
Not complainin about why the rest of the world
don't understand the greatness of Chamillionaire and Chamillitary
Forget about them man, who cares!
As long as we gettin money, as long as we feedin our families
and as long we makin the music that we tryin to make
then everything's PLAYER, yeah!!
So I leave you with this
All my soldiers that's been down with me 13, 14 year strong
Let's keep rollin man
I need you to log on to Chamillionaire dot com
I need you to live there, I need you to breathe there
I need you to be there, yeah
Major Pain 2 comin soon, and who knows what else?
Maybe I got somethin up my sleeve, I don't know
But until that album, y'all know what it is
"Playlist Poison"

 

[fox69]

"Never Enough"
(feat. Angel)

"Never Enough"
(feat. Angel)



[Intro: Chamillionaire (Angel)]
Everything'll change tomorrow, juuuust waaiit!
Everything we had seems different laaaate-ly.
Everything at first is always soooo greeeaaat
Buuuut iiiiiiiit's (never eeeeeeeee-noouugh, - never eno-oouu-ugh! [5 seconds instrumental]

[Chorus: Angel]
You get up and then you fall flat, [echoes]
Even when you give your all back, [echoes]
They try to tell you where your heart's at, [echoes]
Someone tell me what you call that!
I beliieeve, - I beliieeve it's never enoouugh!
I beliieeve it's neveeer, - neveeer enough!
I beliieeve it's neveeer, - neveeer eno-oouu-ugh!
Neveeer, - neveeer enough! - Everythiiing - is neveeer, - neveeer eno-oouu-ugh!

[Chamillionaire:]
I'm thinkin' 'bout all of the people I went harder for,
While I read the Holy Scripture like it's "Art of War".
Pretty women and skinny dippin'; Where the party, boys?
Skippin' the crib like I ain't get to book an honest tour.
If I wasn't ready you never seen it all before, (what else?)
Pro'ly keep a loaded weapon up in armored drawers. (armoed drawers!)
Cause I know the people envious of marble floors; (marble floors!)
If everybody had the answers, it would all be yours! (WHOOOO!)
Success could've ran from me, I said: "I would've caught you! "
You couldn't just be the person I open my arms to!
It could've been something said that I'd never respond to;
Or you couldn't just give a reason for me to assault you!
You couldn't just work it out with somebody you talked to,
That could've been somethin' that someone else never taught you!
You could've been legendary if you had the heart to;
That could've been something that wouldn't come back to haunt you. - Whassup?

[Chorus: Angel (Chamillionaire)]
You get up and then you fall flat, [echoes]
Even when you give your all back, [echoes]
They try to tell you where your heart's at, (they try to tell you where your he-eeeaaa-art's at!)
Someone tell me what you call that!
I beliieeve, (I beliieeve!) - I beliieeve it's never enoouugh! (it's just never enough!)
I beliieeve it's neveeer, - neveeer enough! (it's just never enough)
I beliieeve it's neveeer, - neveeer eno-oouu-ugh!
Neveeer, - neveeer enough! - Everythiiing - is neveeer, - neveeer eno-oouu-ugh!

[Chamillionaire:]
Tell 'em you wanna do it, they'll say that it's cruelest pride!
Pour your heart out and they actin' like someone lied. (lied!)
When you stand up for somethin', they'll treat you like someone died!
But if you stand up for nothin', just call it a homicide!
Told me to fear God. Now tell me is that coward?!
Mainly kid, X's the symbol of black power! (power!)
You just plottin' the scheme and remain in that tower,
Lactose intolerant to your damsel that's sour.
Do anythin' for the money, but tell me: "What does it mean?! " (mean!)
If money's everything, get it; and tell me: "What else it bring?! " (brings!)
The pedal pull out the metal; which of your crew'll sing?
You puppet? You'd better duck it or learn the pull of the strings.

[Bridge: Chamillionaire]
Send the kites of federal through the bank,
They sell their souls for soles and Jordan's and foolish things! (things!)
Careful, the truth stings, I know that you had a dream
But ain't no Martin Luther King's out on Martin Luther King!

[Chamillionaire:]
Hold up! - Let someone tell me what you call that! (call that!)
They think you're beneath 'em, so they think they can walk over you like a doormat.
The only way that I could solve that (solve that!)
Get on the beats, spit all this heat! Drink to the heart and get an all clap!
Cause this apparently therapy, I'm hysterically
Laughin' at anybody who thinkin' they could embarrass me!
Even if carelessly do the words that I'm inherently
Passing to y'all, but I ain't gotta do necessarily! (naaah!)
Why should I bother? I know that I'm not your father!
You'll never become a baller! I never slept with your mama!
You'll never become a bomber! You'll never get any commas!
You'll never get anything in your life - but plenty drama! (what else?)
I set the presidents from my little seed;
They cut me? I'm a bounce back like I'm Shaheen Reid.
I'll require all the enemies that I didn't need,
See? Real recognize real and that's why I can't see no one but meeeeeeee!

[Outro: Angel]
Neveeer eno-oouu-ugh...
Never eeeeeeeee-noouugh!
Neveeer eno-oouu-ugh...
Never eeeeeeeee-noouugh!

[Bridge: Chamillionaire]
Send the kites of federal through the bank, [beat fades-out]
They sell their souls for soles and Jordan's and foolish things!
Careful, the truth stings, I know that you had a dream [beat stops]
But ain't no Martin Luther King's out on "Martin Luther King"! [screwed]

 

[fox69]

"Next Flight Up"

"Next Flight Up"


[Chorus:]
If we ever come back down we gon catch the next flight up
If we ever come back down we gon catch the next flight up
If we ever come back down we gon catch the next flight up
If we ever come back down but we'll never come down

[Verse:]
Alright I'm headed back to brazil to show em how to stay paid
Money never funny so no need to add a h a
Never call me h a keem ya know ya can't say
That ya knew my brother or other before the 8th grade
Ya'll be with drama like your hanging out with kayslay
Or the affiliate down in the a that make the tapes play
Internet thugs counting the computers they spray
We in the atlantis going swimming for the 8th day
Not the atlantic ocean, the atlantis hotel
Ask reception about me, they'll say they know me well
Living like a king baby you gon have ta show yourself
Take of the veil a fetish for tugging pony tails
Let's chase money call me you know I know the trail
Try to get it without me and you gon probly fail
Why fly if it ain't no wi-fi and no emails
And the lobster bucket where you can throw the shells
Yea, we both exchanged shots on twitter
Difference between me n' you is you not in villas
Told me I'm to die for but I'm not goin kill her
But if she look like a rihanna how I'm not going hit her
Ha ha, nah I'm just playing nah I'm just joking round
How I'm sounding right now is how I'm supposed to sound
You would think I was playing poker how
Money doesn't fold at stacking it I'm the poster child
How does it feel talking tough right at your own face
Staring in a mirror realising that ya gold fake
Tryna get waves brush your hair n' seeing snowflakes
Only date you ever had is one you had to post date
Go lick a stamp and tell your tramp I'm feeling that
I'm a get her damp and use the stamp to send her back
Can't say nothing I ever said was never fact
Ya'll stink I listen and smell a scent of whack
You tryna figure out which chick I'm a take out
We eatin pretty good we don't ever get takeout
While you all on the dick looking at media takeout
I'm on a stakeout in a brazilian steak house
You know it's not a game when ya see what I be left with
Put it in my left fist and stack it like it's tetris
Freshness abroad and domestic
Guess it's why I'm never x'd off a guest list
Let's wish that ya'll knew how to get chips
And let's wish that ya'll were this impressive
Let's switch cause ya'll hop on the next dick
Be on so many dicks I bet ya could probly sweat piss
They got em and your a hater and a urinator
Sick of me balling I'm sorry there's not a cure for paper
I'm sorry I'm headed to jamaica
To get em wet when that's something you take em to the lake for

[Chorus]

Hmmmmm never come down
Never come down
Never come dowwwwwwn
Never come down